He felt awkward. What did he know about dealing with families?'What would Liz say?' the thought floated in."Dana, Janet. Maybe this is a discussion th...at needs to happen another day. Just the two of you," Ray interjected."No," Dana said surprising them both. "Ray I want you to hear about it. I want the story to be real. Mom is whitewashing my father's behaviour. For your benefit or mine. I don't know." What is this whitewashing that you are talking about?" Janet fired back."My father abandoned. She didn't ask me any questions, but I could tell she was on pins and needles, anyway.If I couldn't get over my little masculine crisis, here, and consent to the (obviously excellent) plan she had to make my life -- and Eddie's life -- infinitely easier, she was going to be terribly disappointed. I wondered if she'd be so disappointed that it would spell the end of us as a couple?Maybe not -- but it might be the beginning of the end.And what, exactly, was my own brilliant Plan for coping with. I cleaned the cum off her face, and then I crouched. I asked her to stand, and she did. It looked like I was a mechanic under a car. I slowly poured water on her vagina and ran my fingers through her pubes. She quickly tried to stop me, and I removed my hand before she could.Her eyes were still closed. I could see the red hand marks running down her thighs from when Ramappa had held her. Some water rebounded from her body and hit my face. I couldn’t stop myself and went straight to kiss her. "No, I'm not married. You?" She shook her head. "I've never done anything like this before," she said. "Me, neither," he responded. He touched her cheek, tilting her face until he could look into her eyes. She didn't pull away as he leaned closer and kissed her. His lips were soft, his tongue wet as it snaked into her mouth. Barbara returned the kiss feverishly. He was a wonderful kisser, and she felt a quiver race through her as he pulled away, wanting more. He moved his hands to her.